[ kaveh does not cry. alhaitham, who has never seen kaveh cry, holds kaveh's hand, and allows him to not cry. alhaitham is not the one dreaming. king deshret dreams of purple padisarahs, and kaveh lives out the consequences. but this dream does not belong to king deshret alone. if it had, alhaitham would have been able to carve the dream from king deshret's head, to reduce it down to its base components and to rip the purple from the padisarahs here. he knows it can be done. king deshret is hardly so omnipotent when forced into the flesh of a man. there is a second dreamer who dreams of the selfsame padisarahs, and that is the one that alhaitham has tasked himself to find.
because he must. because he will. the nexus of dreams will take this, dream, too. the akasha harvests them with the ravenous ease of a predator in spring. alhaitham has no lies for kaveh. he has no more words of comfort. what he can say is this: ]
You will.
[ kaveh will wake up, three days ago. he will have remembered nothing. alhaitham has remembered, and will continue to remember. this is not the first time he had kaveh has had a conversation on hope; this will not be the last. his hand tightens around kaveh's. the sky shivers above them. ]
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Date: 2023-05-05 04:05 am (UTC)because he must. because he will. the nexus of dreams will take this, dream, too. the akasha harvests them with the ravenous ease of a predator in spring. alhaitham has no lies for kaveh. he has no more words of comfort. what he can say is this: ]
You will.
[ kaveh will wake up, three days ago. he will have remembered nothing. alhaitham has remembered, and will continue to remember. this is not the first time he had kaveh has had a conversation on hope; this will not be the last. his hand tightens around kaveh's. the sky shivers above them. ]
And when you do, I will find you.